Entropy Title Match: Kelly Conway (C) Vs. Lady Lakota

Kelly tried to move and roll away but she was more or less frozen, it hurt to move because of the darn knee strike that hit her crotch. Kelly couldn't move and she was forced to stay down and wait for Janet's lowering ass to engulf her face despite all protest!

"You smelly cunt!!" Kelly roared angrily as Janet wiggled her ass before suddenly stopping to lift up her skirt to reveal her black bikini bottoms. Kelly's red face went a deeper shade of red. "Oh for pete's sake, you shameless whore!!" She yelled before using the pause as a moment to escape, forcing herself to lift up her leg and try to plant it square on Janet's rump before kicking up, trying to shove the girl away desperately with her boot.

If that worked, Kelly would turn on her stomach and crawl for the ropes, trying to pull herself through the bottom and drop to the outside of the arena floor, falling on her shoulder and eating the impact with a wince before hastily digging under the ring apron to quickly search for something that she had remembered planting their a while ago, she hoped it was still there. A small black bag with something inside.

If Lakota came by to the edge of the ring, she'd see Kelly's upper body under the ring with her tush sticking out in the open.

Kelly couldn't afford to lose. She had to resort to desperate measures.

Janet might have regretted taking that extra second to flip up her skirt after Kelly managed to get her foot between her face and the Lakotaâ€s ass and kick her away, but she really didnâ€t regret it. Kelly didnâ€t deserve a nice, easy facesitting—she deserved to suffer, with only a bikini bottom—or maybe even less—separating her face and the Lakotaâ€s nice, tan posterior. Janet was not going to let Kelly off easily in this match.

“Damn!” the Native American fighter hissed, scrambling up onto her feet just in time to see Kelly drop through the ropes and out of the ring. Janet put her hands on her hips and tilted her head, curious as to what exactly the blonde was doing. “Scared, are you?” she called out, waiting to see if Kelly would respond. When she didnâ€t, Janet would add: “You canâ€t run away! Get back here, you dumb bitch, and fight!”

The Lakota walked over to the side of the ring and peered over it. She laughed as she saw Kelly half-hidden under the ring, fumbling around for something. Slipping between the ropes herself, Lady Lakota would land outside of the ring just behind her opponent and, placing her hands on the girlâ€s tush, give her a firm shove, trying to lodge her in the space beneath the ring. “Thatâ€s not a very good hiding place, Kelly!” she sang, mocking her opponent, giving her a hard slap on the rear end for emphasis.

"Like hell I can't! So fuck you, Lakota! I'm not scared!" Kelly quipped right as she slid out of the ring and fell to the floor below. Sometimes a hasty retreat was the smartest thing to do in moments like this! It wasn't cowardice, it was brains! Especially after taking a low blow! That was supposed to be her gig!

Kelly had a plan though, one that would turn the tables on her opponent! Too bad for Kelly though, she took too long searching for the item that was hidden by steel chairs, ladders, kendo sticks and other hardcore wrestling weaponry to retrieve her little black sack of fun. Finally Kelly got it.

"Eureka!" She yelled from under the ring just as a pair of hands suddenly landed on her tush, getting shoved down further inside the ring. "H-Heeyy!!!" Kelly cried with a beat red face, what did Janet think this was; a game!?

"I'M NOT HIDING, YOU DUNCE!!" Kelly snapped angrily in a heavily irritated manner before taking a sharp smack on the butt from Janet! "Ahn!! D-Don't touch me!" The Ghoul yelled, kicking legs up and down violently.

"Agh! Now im stuck, idiot!" She complained, hoping that Janet would reach down to pull her out.

Janet laughed at her opponentâ€s predicament. Many months before, she had been with a cute redhead who had had a fetish about getting stuck like this. Kellyâ€s violent wiggling and kicking reminded Janet powerfully of that time. This was no game, however. This was a match for the Entropy title, and, right now, Janet had just gained a huge advantage: an opponent who could not even move, and could hardly manage to fight back.

“If youâ€re not hiding, then what are you doing?” Janet asked, smirking and tilting her head to the side questioningly. Despite the mocking tone, she didnâ€t know exactly what Kelly was doing. The thought that the blonde had some sort of secret weapon stored under there had not even crossed the Native American wrestlerâ€s mind. All she had seen was the girl rummaging around beneath the ring, leaving her tush exposed. It was an opportunity that Janet could hardly have resisted. “You lose your keys or something?” she asked, giving Kellyâ€s bottom another sharp spank, ignoring the girlâ€s demand that she not be touched. “Silly Kelly. Silly, stupid, stupid Kelly. It serves you right that you got stuck, being so thoughtless with your stuff!”

She turned to the crowd and winked, calling out: “I think she needs to get punished a little more, huh?”

The roar of the crowd indicated that they seemed to agree with her. Turning back to Kelly, Janet would move to the side—out of the way of Kellyâ€s spastic kicking—and raise one hand high in the air. “Iâ€m really going to enjoy this,” she whispered to her opponent, before bringing that hand back down on her opponentâ€s ass for a third spank. But this one was not a one-time thing—Janet would begin, slowly but first, but with increasing speed, to spank Kelly again and again, trying to turn the poor little blondeâ€s rear end a nice, bright shade of red.

"T-Trying to get loose, you fool!" Kelly yelled, lying of course and starting to regret her choice of tactics now that Janet was taking her sweet time to humiliate her with an embarrassing spank to the rear and mocking words that only infuriated her further. It caused Kelly to begin losing her patience through her little scheme. Even more so when Lakota began to get the crowd into this who were apparently cheering for something to happen. Kelly didn't know what they or Janet were going on about until she was greeted with another hard spank to her rear and then another and another!


"Aaahhh!! What the fAAAck?! Ahn! Naah! Staahp!" Kelly winced and cried and shouted as her rear was battered over and over by Janet's palm, her tight ass giving a subtle jiggle through her shorts with each blow that would indeed leave her with big shade of red.

"Oooooooh~ D-Dammit...." Whined Kelly curling up her legs and rubbing her shore tush that stung like hell while the crowed whistled and hollered. This was just humiliating! It was beneath her to do such stupid things like this! Especially when it pleased these morons in attendance. It all gave Kelly more determination to make her opponent submit to a painful hold and then suplex her to oblivion before sitting out. And that would be possible once she got out of from under the ring.

Janet laughed wickedly as she began heating Kellyâ€s bottom, savoring the sound and the feel of each sharp smack to the blonde wrestlerâ€s buttocks. Never before had Janet had an opponent in such a compromising position. For another girl, she might have refrained from embarrassing them, and even helped them out. But Kelly had been such an insufferable bitch all night long that the Lakota girl could not help but exact every ounce of humiliation she could out of her.

“Stop?” Janet repeated. “No way, sweetie! You sit there and you take everything thatâ€s coming to you!” With her free hand, she would grab Kellyâ€s hand and pull it away from her tush, trying to give herself complete freedom to keep spanking the blonde for as long as she pleased.

Eventually, though—after several long minutes of this abuse—Janetâ€s arm was beginning to tire, and, figuring that the blondeâ€s ass was now a lovely shade of red beneath her shorts, the Native American would give one last, powerful smack before standing back and admiring her work. “There,” she said, with finality. She smirked. “How do you feel now, loser?” she mocked, waving to the crowd, pumping them up, before stepping forward once more and grabbing onto her opponentâ€s hips, trying to pull her out from beneath the ring and give the rest of her body the same working-over.

Kelly was livid. Several. Long. Minutes of her tail being smacked over and over made her cry out, angrier each time, she wouldn't even let Kelly protect her bum! Now she just really honestly hated her.

"Fucking hell..." Kelly whined as her rump was bruised to beat red, wincing from the pain as she was slumped under the canvas. "H-Hurt." She whimpered a bit teary eyed. Submission holds could tear a person up but repeated spankings were just awful!

Finally though, Lakota began to pull Kelly about by her hips, a gleam shined in her eye, she had been holding onto that bag, a bag that carried salt and when Kelly was pulled out of the ring far enough, just under the skirt of the ring apron she cried out..."HOOPLA!" And threw the salt over her shoulder, aiming right for Janet's eyes to blind her, the ref not seeing the salt being thrown due to the apron shielding the two and that was just what Kelly was waiting for... A dirty trick to blind her foe so she could win!

Janet could hear Kelly whimpering and whining under the canvas. Normally, Lady Lakota was an honorable, kind-hearted wrestler, but Kelly had been such an insufferable bitch that she relished hearing the girlâ€s calls of pain. “Thatâ€s right,” Janet taunted, when she grabbed the Entropy titleholderâ€s hips and began to pull, trying to extract her from beneath the ring. “Youâ€re done for, now, sweetie…”

Kelly had a dirty trick up her sleeve, though. Just as soon as she was beginning to come free from beneath the ring apron, she took a handful of salt from that unseen bag and threw in backwards into Janetâ€s face. The Lakota girl had had no idea what Kelly had been doing beneath the ring. Now she knew, and she was paying for her prior ignorance. With a loud, angry cry, she stumbled backwards, hands clutching at her eyes, eventually tripping over her own feet and falling down onto her butt just a few feet in front of the front row of the crowd. Her eyes had still been a little sore from being clawed early, and the addition of the salt made them feel as if they were on fire.

“F-fuck you! Cheating bitch!” Janet screeched, kicking blindly, trying to ward off her foe while she was unable to see.

Kelly's ass stung like hell, it was throbbing horridly and it seemed to ache with each moment she gave her lower body, but when her savior, The Salt, was grapsed in her hands (And after patiently waiting) and used against her foe to throw it in her eyes, Kelly grinned wider than ever before despite the pain.

The ring apron did its part to shield the act. The Ref didn't see Kelly throwing the salt, but many of the fans did! Some looked on in confusion, wondering what was up with Janet, but for those individuals at front row who saw Kelly throw the salt, they wasted no time booing the blonde who emerged from under the ring, standing up with one hand on her tush and the smuggest grin she could muster, taking a moment to bow in front of the crowd, eating up their hate while Lakota writhed on the floor, kicking her legs and cursing her.

"Hey! What just happened!?" The Ref girl yelled to Kelly, who just turned and waved hello. "Hm? Oh nothing Mrs. Ref, just having a friendly little match as usual." She said with a false sincere smile. If the Ref didn't see it with her own eyes she couldn't DQ Kelly. This match was over. Janet was blind and now she was about to receive the ass kicking of a life time.

"A cheating bitch!? My word! Gasp! I do not see her! Could you please point her out!?" Kelly said with false emotion, snickering as she taunted Lakota before trying to give the native american wrestler a swift kick to the ribs, then another!

"YOU SEE!? YOU SEE!? Don't fuck with me, Understand!? I'll ruin you! This isn't a game! I'm dangerous, you stupid twat!" Yelled Kelly in a sudden flip of emotions as she went berserk on Janet all of a sudden.

"You having a good time now!? Huh!? Having fun being blind, tonto!?"

“F-fuck you! Youâ€re a loser and you know it, you cheat!” Janet hollered, still kicking her legs as Kelly tried to play the sweet, innocent, noble wrestlerette for the ref. The fans werenâ€t buying it, and Janet hoped that the referee girl wasnâ€t, either, but if she hadnâ€t seen how Kelly threw the salt in her eyes, the blonde couldnâ€t be disqualified.

And that put the blinded Lady Lakota in a very bad situation.

She could not see at all. The clawing at her eyes had already agitated them, and the salt had completely ruined her. The tiny little grains got in under her eyelids, rubbing back and forth, grinding at her corneas, tracing little lines of fiery pain across the entire surface of the eyeball. She was rubbing at them, manically, desperately, but the salt would not come out. She was a sitting duck, and Kelly took full advantage of this, delivering a couple of swift kicks to the Lakota wrestlerâ€s ribs.

“Fuuuuuckk!” she cried out, eyes watering, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her feet flailed desperately through empty space. “Fuck you! Bitch!” she spat, as Kelly mocked her. She curled up into a ball, trying to protect her stomach from more brutal boots. But Kelly had other ways of attacking her. This blonde bitch could do whatever she wanted, so long as Janet was blind. Unless she could turn the tide soon, the Lakota did not see how she was going to win this match.